Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 130 The Well of the Dead [8]

Afterwards, countless fireflies slowly flew out of those thatched bushes as tall as a person, dancing like stars all over the sky, and the dilapidated courtyard almost instantly became a fairyland on earth.

As the number of fireflies increased, they gathered together, like a spirit snake flying in the air, circled the well of the dead nineteen times, and then flew into the well with a snap.

After a while, the well began to change. The white soul stone like a millstone turned into a round transparent rune with a diameter of about three to four meters. The pattern on it was particularly strange, and the blood-red light rose like Refined from the blood of tens of thousands of people, the soaring resentment is not comparable to that of the previous evil spirit.

After a while, thick black smoke slowly rose from the well, like boiling black spray, almost covering the entire circle in black smoke within a few seconds.

The smoke was evil, and wherever it went, all the plants were reduced to ashes, and the snakes, rats, insects and ants hiding under the thatch were no exception. They all died after being touched by the black smoke.

Finally, those evil spirits in the original well... all disappeared at this moment.

At the same time, Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, was also undergoing changes.

The clothes embroidered with cranes on his body suddenly turned into a black robe as black as thick ink, and his whole body exuded a black air like death, and those blue eyes, like a prairie wolf king, emitted a dazzling blue light, All the long hair fell down, and the ends of the hair seemed to be empty, and there were wisps of black smoke.

He lifted up his robe and knelt down on one knee.

"My lord... she is gone. The subordinates think that this woman will be very beneficial to the action after ten days."

He paused and continued: "It's just that she noticed this well, and if she told others, it would be a little troublesome."

After a while, a small black man the size of a palm flew out of the well, surrounded by black from head to toe, with only a pair of eyes shining with strange red light, people could barely distinguish him from the front and the back!
He said in a creepy childish voice, "Go on, the Lord's decree..."

Qi Diao Ming Ke's face immediately changed into a solemn and solemn expression, and he kowtowed three times in succession to the little black man, then stretched out his palms, but the palms were facing down, and he raised his voice: "My subordinate Qi Diao Ming Ke, accept the order." ..."

In the next second, the little black man delivering the decree turned into a ball of black light, flew into Ming Ke's eyebrows, and disappeared...

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At this time, Beichen Palace was separated from the Prime Minister's Mansion by a wall. Jun Lin, who had just returned from a night banquet in the palace, was standing on the highest attic in the mansion, looking at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Chu Xianyi wore a black cloak and asked, "What's the problem there?"

Jun Lin pointed at the Prime Minister's Mansion: "Did you see that soaring evil spirit?"

Chu Xianyi looked at it and shook his head: "No! But... Although I didn't see it, I do know that more than 20 years ago, more than 100 members of Fuyuan Gong's family disappeared overnight. It is said that they were all killed in the The people in the mansion then threw themselves into the well, maybe... it was because of their grievances, that's why they emitted such a big evil spirit at night, the lacquer-carved Ming Ke lived there, I don't know if he would have nightmares at night..."

Jun Lin's eyes suddenly turned cold: "It's best, it's like this!"

(End of this chapter)